01-04-2021, 07:39 AM
The battle had been lost the moment they fell. But she had continued to fight becoming a monster, a demon. Splattered in their blood for taking them from her. They were all she had, the only ones she could trust and now there had been nothing left to stop her. The meager thought that perhaps they would come back had passed through her mind but this was her mother. This was her father. Her family. The pain that twisted and coiled like a striking serpent was almost unbearable and she just didn't know what else to do but to fight. Perhaps in this way she was also seeking an end to everything. Her pain, this life of starvation and survival. She cared little to where her soul would end up. But it appeared that it didn't matter. In the end she had killed whom came across her path, ice leaching from her paws and tearing through their flesh. But soon she shouted.
Her voice hoarse and raw, retreat. Bile rose in her throat at the idea, the word tasting bitter as she left and walked across the ocean waters. Not looking back. Not caring who survived save for her brothers. They were resourceful, she knew they would get home safe. They had to. But returning home was not a happy occurrence. No it was full of misery and pain for her. An emotional state that made her unstable. She didn't wash the blood off herself, didn't care too and instead she walked back and forth. Back and forth. Never ceasing her movements because then reality would quickly set it. But it was too quiet. Much too quiet and the life she knew was disheveled. Slowly she licked her muzzle and let the exhaustion take her. Limbs burning from exhaustion, eyes half open until a noise pricked her ears.
Tilting her head she slowly moved her skull toward the direction of where the sound was coming from. Inch by inch she moved her blue tinged from, pastel eyes heavy with mourning and grief. The sounds were coming from a particular place and she pushed her way inside, chest squeezing harshly from the shock. "M....mom?" The woman breathed softly, body visibly shaking and she felt like she might collapse.
Her voice hoarse and raw, retreat. Bile rose in her throat at the idea, the word tasting bitter as she left and walked across the ocean waters. Not looking back. Not caring who survived save for her brothers. They were resourceful, she knew they would get home safe. They had to. But returning home was not a happy occurrence. No it was full of misery and pain for her. An emotional state that made her unstable. She didn't wash the blood off herself, didn't care too and instead she walked back and forth. Back and forth. Never ceasing her movements because then reality would quickly set it. But it was too quiet. Much too quiet and the life she knew was disheveled. Slowly she licked her muzzle and let the exhaustion take her. Limbs burning from exhaustion, eyes half open until a noise pricked her ears.
Tilting her head she slowly moved her skull toward the direction of where the sound was coming from. Inch by inch she moved her blue tinged from, pastel eyes heavy with mourning and grief. The sounds were coming from a particular place and she pushed her way inside, chest squeezing harshly from the shock. "M....mom?" The woman breathed softly, body visibly shaking and she felt like she might collapse.